My First Blog – Allow Me to Introduce Myself
This is my first foray into blogging. My first step on what I hope to be a path of self-discovery, and of sharing my experiences with others who may benefit from what I’ve learned along the way; from the many mistakes I’ve made in both my personal life, as well as my corporate life. I would hate all of that life experience to go to waste, now that I’ve acquired it.
I will be honest, perhaps blunt at times, angry, intellectual, happy, giddy, curious, irreverent, ridiculous, and whatever else I can possibly be. After all, I do consider myself somewhat of a well-rounded person. I will look back at my life, and I will look forward, sharing my “road to retirement”, and my last year (I hope) as a participant in the corporate world, which is changing minute by minute from what it was when I first started my career back in 1979.
When my husband and I were first married, way back in 1978, we lived in a two bedroom apartment, about three miles from my childhood home. We paid $200.00 a month for rent, which even in 1978 was cheap, and spent $25.00 a week on groceries.
I worked at a couple of jobs before I landed in my current career in banking. During that summer, I worked for a company that now no longer exists, Fotomat. For those of you who have never heard of Fotomat, these were little kiosks set up in parking lots, with just enough room for a chair, a small shelf that was the workspace, and drawers of envelopes full of developed photographs. Customers would drive up, drop off their rolls of film to be developed, then in a couple of days, drive back through and pick them up. It was probably the worst job I ever had.
My second job was working for J. C. Penny during the Christmas holidays. That one wasn’t so bad, just kind of dead end. I never intended to make a career out of working in a department store, it was more of a “bridge” to something else, but I didn’t know what at the time.
In January of 1979, a very good friend of mine, Mary, was working at a small community bank, and they were hiring tellers. She suggested I apply, and I did. I was interviewed, and got the job, working as a teller five days a week, for $600.00 a month. I was absolutely thrilled! That was big money to me in those days, and it put me on the road to a career in banking that I’ve continued in to this day. It also helped pay for some really awesome vacations, and a house.
Now, I work for a much larger bank in downtown Los Angeles. I’ve driven there every morning, and home every afternoon for the past twenty years or so, from the San Fernando Valley. It can be a grueling drive, and I’m always exhausted when I get home. I can honestly say that I’m ready for that to be over, and if all goes well, will retire at the end of this year.
I want to be able to concentrate on home life, my husband, my other family members that I’ve put on the back burner for a long time. I feel like there’s so much to do, and so little time left to do it. I can no longer be bothered by corporate politics, or people who don’t know enough to get out of the rain, much less be responsible for an IT department, or a bank branch, or creating products. What can I say, I’m old and grouchy, and tired. But what I hope is that I will get my energy and enthusiasm, and creativity back once I’ve had time to rest and recover from a career that has been successful, but has also been full of stress and has somewhat changed me into a person that I never intended to be, in some respects .
I hope you’ll join me on my journey. What do you say? How about let’s be human together?